“Do you want me to go get him now?” I bit my bottom lip in the naughtiest smirk I think I’ve ever drew as looking inside his lustful blue eyes. I swear I could see the horny devil through them when he nodded.

He was panting as close as he could be from my mouth as my hand never ceased the strokes on him in between my thighs. We shared a quick and deep kiss before I rose from his lap and walked towards the door wiggling my hips cause I knew he would be watching.

As soon as I stepped out of the room, he was there, sitting lazily on a chair wearing aviators, black ripped jeans and a white V-collar shirt that could make me delirious just by showing the lines of his chest. I took slow steps to get to him, giving some time for him to take his glasses off and run his eyes all over me. I was wearing a black transparent baby doll with a few red lace details on it and a red lace boyshorts panties with matching garters on my thighs. I wonder if he enjoyed his view.

When I stood right in front of him, he measured me from his head level up to meet my eyes. I could feel the heat of his wicked smile on my belly when his hands landed in my calves, slowly climbed my thighs and stopped to grab my butt under the panty fabric. His both hands moved to the front, still under it, modeling my waist until he stopped just exactly in my groin. I felt a strong shiver when he moved there and I knew he noticed it cause his smile grew naughtier.

He moved his hands out of me and stood up, throwing his body against mine in a rough move as he held my lower back to keep my balance and kissed me. That was when I felt something really hard poking on his pants.

“You took forever…” he pulled me harder against him and I moaned when he rubbed his hard-on on me a few times.

“At least now you are more than ready.” I whispered on his ear, grabbed his hand and pulled him along with me back to the bedroom.

I entered the room first, licking my lips at the sight of that other gorgeous man lying on the bed, utterly naked and hard enough to satisfy me as many times as I wanted. I couldn’t deny I was the luckiest person in the world now.

Me and Brian stopped in front of the bed, face to face. I grinned devilish at his cocky and defiant gaze and we both moved our eyes to the blue-eyed man in control, just waiting for his guidance.

“Take off his shirt.” he demanded and I rubbed my hands to heat them before I could move them to Brian’s sides, raising up his shirt slowly and enjoying his skin under the fabric. I turned my head to Jimmy and he raised one of his eyebrows at my evil glare. I could only hope he was digging it as much as I was.

When I landed my palms on his chest, a blast of hot breath from Brian blew in my face as his eyes closed. He lifted his arms and I finally got rid of the shirt. As if he yearned for my body to touch his, his arms fell back directly to my waist, bringing me really close again. My breathing got so accelerated feeling that man’s warmness I could easily stop listening to any orders coming next to do whatever I want with him. But I knew I had to play that game if I wanted to have them both tonight. So I kissed his chest quickly and inhaled his scent deeply before pulling away.

“Hey… too close. I’ll tell you when you touch her.” Brian’s time to raise his eyebrow and send a killer look at Jimmy. I wanted to laugh desperately cause I knew Brian wasn’t really used to be bossed around by his friends. Well, time to finally break this habit.

He moved his arms away from me and let them fall on his sides with a heavy sigh.

“Now open his belt and lose his pants. Just his pants.” I glanced back at Jimmy and saw him starting to slide his hand sluggishly on his own length. It shook my insides like an earthquake.

“I’m here to serve.” I answered him with teasing and innocent face and went back to Brian, who licked his lips again at the sight of me getting down lingeringly on my knees in front of him, our eyes never losing contact.

I slipped my fingers from his tensed belly down to his belt, opening it carefully and throwing it away. His bulge needed serious relief under his pants and I couldn’t wait until I could give it to him. I noticed staring at his crotch could arouse me exactly like watching Jimmy jerking off from the corner of my eyes. God, they both drive me to the edge like that.

I watched Brian let his head fall back with closed eyes and gaping at the ceiling while my hands were rubbing on his hard member to unzip his trousers. It was a really difficult task when he was throbbing and pushing the fabric even tighter but I managed to open it and he gasped when I finally freed him.

I let myself enjoy the view I had from down there and thought about stroking him just once. Maybe Jimmy wouldn’t even notice it, right?
I pretended I was adjusting his boxers and slipped my fingers ‘accidentally’ over his length. This time his gasp came with a groan.

“Suck it, please.” Brian only mouthed those begging words at me but Jimmy apparently saw it.

“She can stroke you but forget about sucking.” the voice from the bed made it clear and with that order, I stood up again and my hands moved directly to his elongated member.

I played around on his girth, with only a few gentle strokes at the head first and then moving his foreskin from side to side throughout his length with back and forth moves still above his boxers. Several moans came out from Brian as I worked on him and they began to intersperse with Jimmy’s heavy mouth-breathing while he was following the same rhythm on himself as I was on Brian.

I glanced from Brian’s beautiful pleasured face to Jimmy’s slow hand movement and then up to meet his eyes. I wanted to make him feel like I was stroking him too so I moved faster on Brian, still stuck in his gaze, and he did the same on himself, closing his eyes and toppling his head on the bed headboard.

“Damn, Emily, come here now, I miss you.” he softened his demanding tone for one sentence and I had to obey. Brian was resistant about letting me pull out my hand, he held my grip strongly around him.

His nose rubbed on mine once and he was in the verge of kissing me and convincing me to stay when Jimmy objected again.

“Who let you kiss her, huh? Who? I didn’t.” he was bossy and self-centered again, saying things that Brian would actually say.

I winked seductively at Brian, trying to show him he would definitely have what he wanted at some point. But now I needed to keep playing by Jimmy’s rules.

I kneeled on the bed and Jimmy followed suit. His index finger traced a path from the line of my cleavage to pass through my belly button and stop to play with the soft texture of my panties. We shared a passionate kiss and I got lost in his tongue before I could notice he had lowered my panties to my knees.

He brought my hips closer to him, making my wet clit meet with his hard-on. I moaned discreetly at that burning feeling and searched for Brian. Instead of finding his eyes, I felt his hands landing in my shoulders and lowering to my back, caressing my skin softly before he started to untie the laces that held the baby doll in my back.

When he was done, Jimmy moved his hands up to my breasts and got rid of that cloth. Brian spread kisses in my neck and down my back as Jimmy’s lips and hands were deliciously occupied with my breasts and nipples. I wasn’t sure anymore what feeling was best, they had different ways to move their lips and unique mouth textures but I couldn’t think about a contest here anymore. I could only feel like I was in heaven surrounded by two devils that wanted to put me in the way of perdition.

Brian brought his hands to my thighs and pulled my garters with a gentle brush of his fingers as I helped him stretching each leg. Then he finally helped me get rid of my panties. As soon as they were both done stripping me, Jimmy embraced me with his both arms, possessively, like a warn for Brian to step away.

“She’s only mine now.” Jimmy looked at me one last time, a dominant look. “Turn around.” I did as he asked and his hands climbed all the way from my breasts, squeezing my body tight against him, down to my thighs, spreading them open.

I could see Brian in front of me now, his boxers was long gone and he was clearly continuing the job I had left on him when Jimmy immersed himself on me with no mercy. My eyes rolled over my head and I grunted loud when I felt his unannounced entrance, allowing him to take the lead on my hip movement and my body weight.

His moans and puffs in my ear were driving me insane when he started humping me harder and rougher, our thighs smashing loudly against each other. Jimmy licked my neck and grazed his teeth on my shoulder before whispering.

“Do you want him?” he licked me again and grasped my torso as I stared deep inside those euphoric brown eyes, we both out of breath. I curved my mouth and felt my walls clenching as seeing Brian’s body on its way of his orgasm while watching me. “You wanna give what he wants?”

“Yes, please, Jimmy, let me give what he wants.” I let those words escape in a sigh and bent my body on the mattress, hands and knees holding me up as he never stopped thrusting inside me.

“Suck him.” Brian came closer and pulled my hair up to face him. I licked every inch on my lips in a sexy way for him before my mouth could finally intake his hardness. He held my hair and caressed me so smoothly, totally opposite from the rudeness that was happening behind me.

Jimmy buried his nails on my back as he was getting close and accelerated his pace on me, causing my body to move faster and consequently, my mouth to deepen on Brian.

“Yeah, babe, that’s how I want, yes… keep going…” Brian mumbled and Jimmy pressed my waist so hard I had to free my mouth to let a howl escape from my throat. After that I was in the verge of coming, indeed.

“You heard him, keep going!” I had to laugh while taking Brian back in my mouth. They didn’t interact at all until now but they sure seemed to enjoy a lot to watch when I was doing stuff with the other.

Jimmy was so lost between his jealousy and his fantasy that he wasn’t sure who to boss anymore. All I know is that with one last thrust of his, my insides burst in flames of pure ecstatic bliss. My body tensed and curved back and both Brian and Jimmy roared aloud when they noticed I had achieved my climax, as my both walls clasped violently around them.

“God, I… ask… permission to switch… positions.” I puffed completely breathless. I was ready to have my taste of Jimmy and a good fuck from Brian when my eyes popped open.

Wait, my eyes weren't... closed, were they?

I looked down at my body, clothes completely soaked everywhere, especially my shorts and panties. And I was alone in that bed. Alone.

Wow… my brain went at the extra mile this time. Best dream I ever had.
But I had to get back to reality before it ended, huh?

I ran directly to the shower.

---

I spent the last two weeks waiting for a phone call that I actually knew I wouldn’t receive. Yeah, not a single warning or even a sign to inform me about their lives. Not from Jimmy even less from Brian. And why I had to check my phone on every 5 minutes, I didn’t know. I just had to.

About Jess… As far as I’m concerned, she’s been abducted. She could be my one and only source about the guys’ lives but, apparently, she didn’t wanna give me signs of her existence too as long as she had Vengeance to keep her naked and satisfied. I was living alone in that house but sure I had great alcoholic company every sleepless night I had. And they were every night now.

During the days, I tried to get something good out of my brain on my guitars but I had nothing close of inspiration since that night with Brian. That was really the peak of my existence as a musician. And I was sure I wouldn’t have that again without the sight of him lying naked on my bed. Yeah, I was just a mere slave of my needs.

When I finally was able to give up from my lazy and senseless guitar strum, my next task was obviously to look for a job. My debts wouldn’t just vanish like those guys did.
I wanted something normal this time, nothing like a band job anymore. I was tired of earning nearly nothing to play until my fingers give out the entire night. What I need now is steady and well-paid work. But who would’ve thought those kinds of jobs don’t actually exist for people like me?

As much as I tried to cover all my body to those interviews, I had tattoos on my hands. While some people enjoy them and find it attractive, most of them didn’t even ask for my name and told me to get the fuck out. And as for the people who enjoy it, they are really the people who I don’t wanna work with right now. Musicians.

I was sincerely thinking about cutting off my hands after a few shots of Jäger (the only distilled
that could remind me a little of the high of dope) when I heard Moby Dick intro playing loud from my phone. I only had Zeppelin tunes for Jimmy or Brian calls. My soul froze before I could be able to look at the screen.

BRAD CALLING

My hope shattered.

What the fuck does that betrayer want from me now??

“Hey Ems, it’s B…”

“I know. What do you want?” I kept my tone coarse.

“Still mad? Okay. I’m going directly to the point. Scott is out for good, we want you back.”

“Oh, nice, lacking of a good guitarist, you want the trashy one back? Three words for you: Go. Fuck. Yourself.”

“No, wait, it’s nothing like that, you know we wanted you back since we solved that misunderstood. But before you can hang up in my face, just hear me out, okay?”

I only sighed. Why wasn’t I hanging up now? Why?

“Listen… I got a call from an agent and there’s a famous band that wants us to open for them on a tour for the next three months. Scott had some issues and he told us he can’t go. So… please, we… we need you back Ems. This is a lifetime opportunity, we… we thought we would never get out of the city and now…”

“The payment… is it good?” I interrupted, wasn’t feeling like listening to his yammering.

“Yeah, it’s a great deal. And we would win exposure and we could distribute EPs and merchandising and…”

“Hey, okay, okay, you’re not convincing me with this stupid exciting tone so stop it. I really need money right now and I don’t have other option but to accept this. But gimme at least a few days to think more about it, okay?” I can’t believe I was saying yes. But I had Jimmy’s car to pay, right?

I covered my eyes with my palm. Why fate seems to drag me back to this life every time?

“Ok, you have two days, then you gotta get your ass back to the studio cause the tour will start in 5 days.”

“Wow, 5 DAYS!? I’m damn rusty, Brad, I don’t think I…”

“Hey, we can do this. You don’t even need to rehearse, I know you better than myself.”

“Oh my god… and… what’s the name of the main band anyway? Do we know them?”

“Well… I’ll tell you when you give me an answer, okay?”

“What? C’mon man, tell me now.”

“I’ll be waiting for you and your answer on the same studio, room 12, I can’t say anything more than that now. Call me.”

“Shit… okay. I’ll call you. Bye.” I pressed the red button and stared at a picture of me and Jimmy as my wallpaper.

I know I had promised I would wait for his call cause he needed some space now but… God, how much I missed him and our crazy talks. I needed to share this news with somebody and he was the right person for it. I pressed the first speed dial and closed my eyes. If he won’t pick up, I know it’s a sign for me step back.

It rang three times. My body stiffened at his voice finally sounding at my ear.

“Hey…”

---

“So…” there we were, at that same coffee shop, same table we were several months ago when we started dating, although the moonlight surrounding the beach landscape was brighter than ever and his eyes felt quite colder than that time. “How are you… doing?”

“Just resting, taking it slow for next week when our tour re-starts. Hanging around my couch… that stuff.” he was staring more at the window than at me. His body language could only tell me that to reach for his love would be a little harder now than the other times. “You?”

“Trying to find a job, feeling sorry for myself, drinking more than I should. That kinda stuff.” the blue glare of his eyes met mine again. “How’s the guys?”

“Haven’t seen them, really. But from tomorrow on we have a few rehearsals. We have 5 days before hitting the road again.” he didn’t sound excited at all.

Wait… 5 days?? I chuckled with a gasp. No… it couldn’t be… Could it?

“Shit, really? I called you tonight cause I wanted to tell you that Brad want me back to my band. And the funny thing is, he told me he had a great deal with a big band and we would be opening for them in… five days from now.” He still didn’t seem surprised. What the fuck is wrong with that man, someone ate his heart or something?

“And you accepted it?”

“Not yet. I need to think about it first, you know. But Scott is out of the picture anyway so…”

“Good so… there’s not really much to think about, right?”

“Yeah, I guess…” I shrugged. I wanted to ask him if he knew something about their opening act for this tour but I held my horses. He still didn’t seem too open for me.

Silence built up a little too fast as we both pretended to be paying attention at our coffees and at the surroundings.

“Have you seen Brian lately?” the undertow of his eyes seemed to want to drag me inside now.

“No, not really. I don’t see him since the day I left the hospital. Why would I?” damn, maybe I should’ve just wind up Brian subject at a simple no. But no, I had to encourage him. Stupid.

His shrug took an eternity, as sarcastic as it seems.

“You tell me. Why would you?”

I fumed.

“There’s nothing between us, Jim. I swear.” It seemed so easy to lie to him now that Brian wasn’t around me. But I wasn’t really lying, was I? What we did was a huge mistake and wouldn’t be happening again. It ended before it even started.

“Really? Cause every cell of my body is telling me that it did and I shouldn’t believe you anymore.” he looked down at his cup. I decided to wait for the but next. There is a but, isn’t there? “But my love for you is bigger than all that assuming. What we have… is bigger than that, isn’t it?”

Yes, thank god for the exceptions. I wanted to smile so badly but I held it.

“Of course it is, you know that.” It felt natural to agree with him, there was no lie in that sentence.

“You would tell me if… you and Brian...” he crossed his arms and rested his back.

“Yes, I would.” I was only lying for the tenth time for him cause I wanted to protect his feelings, our relationship and their friendship. There was a lot at stake. Silly cliché, but true.
Jimmy’s gaze was trying to read my face through his glasses, I could tell. I needed more to convince him.

I breathed heavily one last time, stood up and walked beside him. He looked up at me with a frown and I leaned on his right ear. I took the chance to feel the texture of his skin with my mouth before I could whisper. He didn’t hesitate.

“Look… if you are just a little interested about how much I want you, I’ll be waiting for you in my place. I can prove anything you want me to, including my love for you.” I planted a passionate kiss on his cheek, breathed in his scent as a fuel to my spirit and walked away.

I arrived at my house, served two goblets of wine on the table and undressed myself to wear only a black satin robe and waited what seemed like an eternity. My doorbell hang in less than 10 minutes.

He didn’t wait for my invitation to come inside. He embraced me with passion and kissed me eagerly. We ignored the wine for now and went directly to my bedroom. The first thing he did was take a look at my empty walls. His smile opened wide like I had never seen before.

Later on, while we made love, he confessed me that Matt was interested in my band to open for them. My joy could only be expressed in endless hours of intense love making in his arms.

Shit… opening for… Avenged Sevenfold?

---

Bags packed, guitars and pedals ready. I stood still in front of my house just to have a quick recollection of everything that happened on that passed month. Even with all the stupid and bad things I did, my dream life was surprisingly becoming true. And I didn’t even have to sell my soul for that. Well, maybe a little.

I had travelled with those guys before but nothing like holding your axe and being the owner of the world on top of that stage. There are just a few things that can be really compared to that feeling.

As I was bringing my stuff to the trunk of the bus (that the guys had gently lend for us to use), I saw a purple-haired girl wearing a lot of black makeup coming in my way. Who’s that… freak?

“Hey, Em, long time no see!!” that voice. Oh. My. God: Jess?

“What the… what is that?” I held her arm in the air and her smile appeared even bigger. She had… tattoos. A lot of them. “I mean… how? Only one month and you… panted skulls all over your… What’s up with that hair? Your mother is gonna kill me, you know that right?”

“Oh, c’mon, I’m a big girl, my mom doesn’t even know I exist. She’s too busy with her pills.” she was… completely changed. Completely wild. Completely me. “Oh and did you like the drawings? I’m thinking about having a cemetery theme by the left arm, where’s all old school tats. Then on the other arm, a few butterflies and cute beings transformed into devils, on new school. What you think?” she’s was all too excited and I knew it gotta be work from the devil with green eyes and pale skin. Fuck, Zachary!

“Only when I’m dead!” I stated really angry, moving my guitars inside the trunks. “Do you think this is fun? You’re marked for the rest of your life! It doesn’t get out when you wash, damn it.”

She always played the mother on me. Now I’m not really ready to turn this around.

“I know it’s serious, I always loved them and you know it. I just couldn’t do it before… But now I can… cause I’m going with you and I’m making a tattoo for each place we visit. It's decided.” She was acting like a hopping bunny around me and I stopped abruptly to face her.

“What? No, you gotta be kidding me. And your job? Your life here? I have nothing here, but you… You talked to your parents at least?”

“Yeah, I told them, they acted just as you. But I have some savings, I mean, all my savings. I always dreamed about travelling around the US, you know that. I don’t belong at the orchestra anymore. I don’t feel complete. So I quit.”

“YOU DID… You did what?” too much info. My brain was fuming.

“Yeah, that’s right, I quit. When we get back I’ll manage something out, but I have enough money for doing this. I’m finally living my life. We are, Ems!! It’s gonna be the time of our lives!”

“This is your life, Jessica, here is your life!! What the fuck are you doing? You putting everything at risk for fun? What Zacky did to you all this time you stayed at his house, huh? Brainwashed you? You letting everything you built behind for a guy?” I grabbed her both shoulders and stared at her huge grey eyes, trying to talk some sense into her mind.

“He invited me. So I’m going. And you don’t get to decide what’s best for me. Neither of you do.” she mumbled in a sinister tone. It got me scared, I confess. She definitely wasn’t the Jess I met years ago.

I let her arms go and she turned her back.

“I’m gonna go get my stuff.”

Notes

muhahahaha u know, that dream is all @MeRi and @Kimmie fault, cause they planted seeds in my head when they refused my request of a threesome on their story, so here it is, my revenge! hahahahahahaha

I had to get it out of my system, it was taking my sleep away! :3

And about you naughty writers, yeah, kim and mei, YOU OWE ME NOW! hahahaha xD

love uu <3